Popsicles and Tic Tacs

Yesterday my oh' so favorite pregnant neighbor and I braved the crowds and ventured to a local grocery store for the "Grand Re-Opening." A heavenly place for two pregnant women--lots of samplers, food at ridiculously cheap prices, and no husbands to say "do you NEED that?"

Just two pregnant chicks and baby enjoying oober amazing sales, great shopping, and lots of eating--all.at.the.same.time.

What could be better?!

Brecken was our navigator as we perused the aisles. He would point and gasp at all the boxes and items, yelling out frantically if he knew the name of a certain food. Luckily my heart was sympathetic for him so he managed to score a bag of Popsicles and a box of orange tic tacs--heaven in his eyes.

I haven't had the heart to tell him yet that the Popsicles were actually for his Momma...

;)

Do you have any grocery shopping rituals? Do you take your munchkins? Or is it a solo retreat to re-energize? Please tell--it's more of a rat race adventure in this home

;)

Thanks for stopping by!

around here.

On Saturday we made the most out of the St. Patty's festivities and decided to wear green--that's really all the further we got...

Hunk chose ribs for dinner, while the Punk and I satisfied a much needed pasta craving. Good thing we're not Irish or we would have disgraced our heritage.

Naps were enjoyed, a string of random but delightful foods were eaten, and ducks were chased.

I also got to take a car ride into town--alone. Did you the know that the hum of an engine can actually be therapeutic--it was divine (who knew there was still quietness in the world)?

baby girl bedroom favorites...

baby girl bedroom by spunkyjunky on polyvore.com


Have you ever played around on Polyvore? It's kind of addicting. For those of you who have never used it before it is online curating heaven where you can create your own collages of clothes, interior design ideas, and just about anyting else you can think of--it's totally worth trying out!

You can check out the entire Spunky Junky here.

I also wanted to send out an apology, my account hasn't been letting me respond to comments (again) so if you think I am ignoring you--I'm not. Hopefully, I will have it worked out this week.

Hope your weekend is fabulous!

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I've never been one to shy away from posting "real" pictures. You've all seen my stomach, my bad hair, my dirty house, and the hoards of random junk that seem to breed through the night in our basement.

This picture is no different--even though after I post it I may ask myself the age old question, "Why? Oh, why did you do it Halsey?!"

But the truth is--this is my reality.

Some days I do get out of bed before nine, shower, pamper my body, and eat a good breakfast. But the reality is that I tend to sway towards the side of convenience and what seems easiest--long baths, not combing my hair (or fixing it), and eating whatever I can scrounge out of the fridge or fruit basket.

Silly as it sounds, food is less of a necessity and more of a bargaining to tool to keep Hunk from pestering me that I need to feed my child. So each night I reluctantly make dinner, while in the back of my mind I am thinking, "This cupboard should be rearranged like so. Do I really need twenty champagne glasses?"

Yes, I am a Mormon with an abundance of champagne and martini glasses. I also have wine in my fridge too. It's for cooking so don't get all riled up yet. We're high class around here...

My point being is that my reality is constantly changing. At the beginning of the year I vowed to become more focused--while I have somewhat veered away from many of my newly "focused" goals I am now on a new track of goals that are equally important and are requiring just as much focus if not more.

A few nights ago Hunk and I were talking about this exact same subject and he said, "We are people that follow through with our plans even when our reality changes. We just change our course and keep going."

He can be insightful at times, but you have to listen closely to hear it.

;)

He's right, though, while I may not be on the same course that I set out on earlier this year, I am still working towards new and improved goals.

Cheers to the ever-changing destination of life!

Are you still keeping your New Year's Resolutions? If not, what are your new goals?

Keep it real and thanks for stopping by!

Instagram photos...

 I've been horrible at chronicling pictures for the photo a day challenge so I thought I would try to redeem myself with pictures from last week.

1. Brecken loves to wear my glasses, he also loves to throw them too.

2. Now that packing/nesting has taken over my life I have now been slacking on my mothering duties. Hence, the squirt bottle as a lazy solution for a sippy cup. Punk loved it so I think this Mom should get a pat on the back ;)

3. We finally got snow. Seriously, this weather has been ca-razy.

4. The snow only last a few days though which meant lots of trips to the park this week. While I enjoyed reading a book, Brecken enjoyed eating the three-day-old snow.

ew.

5. On Saturday night we went out to dinner with John's best friend and his wife. John and I split a 48 oz. Porterhouse steak--my stomach is still hating me.

I also tried creme brulee for the first time. It was sinful.

6.This generation of kids will be a bunch of smartie pants. Brecken is constantly fighting me for my iPad and he seems to always win.

Sadly, he knows his way around it too well.

7. I've also been reading about the Bradley Method for natural births. If you've done it before I would love some insight.

Hunk is insistent that I take the epidural during labor. I reminded him so kindly that this little lady will be coming out of my lady parts therefore I will choose what to do and what to forego.  After my experience with Brecken's birth and how out-of-touch I seemed to be with the whole process I reassured John that I wanted to create an experience where I would be involved and completely in tune with my body and the baby.

I'll step off my soap box now.

My feet and nose have also begun to swell. lovely.

Stay cool friends.